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Well, hello there
My, it's been a long, long time
How am I doing?
Oh, I guess that I'm doing fine
It's been so long now
But it seems now, that it was only yesterday
Gee, ain't it funny, how time slips away
How's your new love
I hope that he's doing fine
I heard you told him
That you'd love him till the end of time
Now, that's the same thing that you told me
Seems like just the other day
Gee, ain't it funny, how time slips away
I gotta go now
I guess I'll see you around
Don't know when though
Never know, when I'll be back in town
But remember, what I tell you
In time, your gonna pay
And it's surprising, how time slips away
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I'm crazy
crazy for feeling so lonely
I'm crazy
crazy for feeling so blue
I know
you'd love me as long as you wanted
then someday
leave me for somebody new
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worry
why do I let myself worry
wondring
what in the world did I do
crazy
for thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for crying
I'm crazy for trying
I'm crazy for loving you
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When the evenin' sun goes down
You will find me hangin' 'round
Oh, the night life, it ain't no good life
But it's my life
Many people just like me
Dreamin' of old used-to-be's
Oh, the night life, it ain't no good life
Ah, but it's my life
Listen to the blues that they're playin'
Listen what the blues are sayin'
Life is just another scene
In this old world of broken dreams
Oh, the night life, it ain't no good life
But it's my life
Oh, the night life ain't no good life
Oh, but it's my life
Yeah, it's my life
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They're working while I'm missing you those healing hands of time
And soon they'll be dismissing you from this heart of mine
They'll lead me safely through the night and I'll follow as though blind
My future tightly clutched within those healing hands of time
They let me close my eyes just then those healing hands of time
And soon they'll let me sleep again those healing hands of time
So already I've reached mountain peaks and I've just begun to climb
I'll get over you by clinging to those healing hands of time
I'll get over you by clinging to those healing hands of time
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I'm falling in love again
I never thought I would again
I never I thought I would
And I may be making mistakes again
But if I lose or win
How will I know
How will I know
How will I know
How will I know
And I'm falling in love again
And if I lose or win
How will I know
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And if I lose or win
How will I know
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